Thank you Commaful, for accepting me as a writer and encouraging me to keep going! Thank you for being my inspiration, and certainly, thank you for existing! Thank you for being born! Thank you for lo...
When we get home my dad's are waiting with the lights on. When I asked for the car to go get Anna they knew something was wrong. I love them so much! I helped Anna up and half carryed her into the hou...
Years have passed, yet it feels like moments. Recollection is there, but in fragmented components. Like a tsunami infiltrates and feasts on a village, our memories have been beaten, broken and pillag...
Inside the kitchen Anna is standing. Or was, now she's laying on the floor. I gasp and rush over to her and look down at her. Her black hair is fanned out and her eyes are closed and she's breathing s...
Thank you Commaful, for accepting me as a writer and encouraging me to keep going! Thank you for being my inspiration, and certainly, thank you for existing! Thank you for being born! Thank you for lo...
When we get home my dad's are waiting with the lights on. When I asked for the car to go get Anna they knew something was wrong. I love them so much! I helped Anna up and half carryed her into the hou...
Years have passed, yet it feels like moments. Recollection is there, but in fragmented components. Like a tsunami infiltrates and feasts on a village, our memories have been beaten, broken and pillag...
Inside the kitchen Anna is standing. Or was, now she's laying on the floor. I gasp and rush over to her and look down at her. Her black hair is fanned out and her eyes are closed and she's breathing s...